>>Painted Roses<<
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Name: Macy Aviles
Birthday: 09/03/90
Misc: Im Bi and full Filipino.
Contact: kix_ass_azn911@hotmail.com (msn and email)

[--GOOD--] [JTHM] [Invader Zim] [Other Jhonen Works] [Sushi] [Poetry] [Writing] [Drawing] [Music] [Blading] [Rice] [Friends] [Lolllipops] [Squishy's] [Animals] [Freedom] [Limaids] [Anime] [Asian Pride] [etc...]

[--BAD--] [Clowns] [Weird, Slow Carnival Music] [Country Music] [Dolls] [Torture] [Big Houses at Night] [Screaming] [Arguing] [Friends Fighting] [Placing a Burden on Someone] [Guns] [Racism] [Hurting Friends] [Lying] [etc...]








Neko

"We're told to accept the fact that life goes on, and nothing is forever. NOTHING. But I don't want to accept this!! I dont want to see it all as just a dead thing before it dies!! I had something! I had something beautiful!! The world still spun around in all its arbitrary fury, but I HAD something to hold tight to! Something beautiful!! AND I FUCKED IT UP!!! I did EXACTLY what I NEVER wanted to do!! I turned it into something cold and weary!! Now, screaming in fear, I hold tighter and it squirms away, pushing me off!! And the faster I run to catch it, to hold it, the faster it runs away, the more it recoils from my touch. Dreaming of a world that has stopped dreaming of me. Going away, driven by the more desirable idea of new dreams. And I dont seem to be accepting
it. AND I DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT! I DON'T WANT TO GET USED TO LOSING THE FEW THINGS THAT MAKE ME FEEL!!! I SAW THE FILTH! BUT I HAD SOMETHING! And the noise in my head with all its voices repeats ONE thing, incessantly, more than anything else -"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't let go of me now. Dream of me. Don't let me wake up. But I know that it is only noise...something...
beautiful..." -Nny


   

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Saturday, September 25, 2004
Its been a while...

Well Ive finally gotten off my lazy ass and decided to post... Well... Today sucked again. Ive been majorly depressed... I thought I got over her... I thought things were done. But NO I had to ride with my parents in there car and listen to their horrible Love Songs. I secretly cried behind teh seat. I still love her. I feel so lonely... Nothing can help me now. Not even Matt. I cried in church... whenever we come to the part where you shake hands with people i would be so happy because I knew when I looked over my shoulder Paige would be there. I looked over my shoulder and she wasnt. I use to be so happy Id acually sing along to teh hyms... now... I dont do anything. I try and hold my tears in. I dont wanna love anymore... Why does love has to constantly taunt me?! Why me?! Why must I be Loves victim. But I guess everyone is Loves victim...

I remember the days where Love didnt touch me. I didnt know how it felt. Until I met him . Ive lost so many tears to this thing called Love. This overseerer called love. Im sick of it. This whole "living in georgia" thing isnt going well with me. Ive never been so depressed in my fucking sorry excuse for a life. I have happy times dont get me wrong but they last only for so long... I think Im going suicidal deer blog... but Paige is teh onyl one who really knows. I promised I wouldnt kill myself. MY cowardness and my promise is whats keeping me alive.

I can picture it... a lovely death. Everything would be off my shoulders. I could sleep without interference. But I dont want to die in my hands... Ive never would of though of me killing myself. Now... its so familiar. Things have changed so much... Ive changed so much...

Posted at 10:31 pm by DeadPoetic

 

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